by Sarah Daltry
“Jayni, is Mike a good lover?”
“He is fantastic.” The tip flicks inside of me and I try not to laugh. This is going to be good.
“Mike, do you like to fuck Jayni?”
“It is the best part of my day.”
“Jayni, Mike will not fuck you until I feel that you have convinced me that you enjoy it enough, so please start asking and I will decide when I think that you deserve to start.”
“Mike, I love you and nothing makes me happier than having you inside of me. You have the best dick I have ever had and I cannot get enough of it. When I am not with you, I think of you. I want to wrap myself around you as soon as I see you.”
“That’ll do. Now Mike, tease her.” Mike is an expert at this and he has me begging pretty fast. The tip tickles the folds of my snatch and I try to get more of it inside of me. He kisses me and his tongue and head both slide in and out at the same time. It is amazing.
“Good,” John says. I see that he has started to jerk himself off, so it must mean we are about to be allowed to go at it. “Now Jayni, your turn to make him want it.” I close my legs, so the tip can only brush against the lips and I slide my wetness back and forth over him. He rolls his eyes back and groans. John gives us the go-ahead and Mike is all the way in and my legs are up in the air almost immediately. I look and see John watching us and it turns me on. I like being watched. I make a lot of noise, because it turns John on and it pleases me more to see that he knows how much I like this. I feel like a wheelbarrow with the way Mike is holding my hands, but the way he is nailing my pussy is fantastic. Mike is calling my name and I shudder into him; as always, we finish together. John finishes, thanks us, and leaves.
Lying next to Mike, I laugh. “That was easy.”
“And fun,” he agrees.
#
By Saturday, I am excited that we will be doing something with the day other than having sex. I have not spent quality time with Mike really since our first night in Boston, so I am happy to have time to sightsee with him. We go to Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell; after, we have a picnic on the lawn outside.
“Jayni,” Mike says, serious all of a sudden. “This might be crazy, but on Monday, we are going to Vegas. Do you want to marry me?”
“Yes.”
“It’s that easy?”
“Honestly, I have never had a relationship that mattered, but not talking to you for a week was pure agony. Yes, I will marry you. And if you want me to quit, I will quit. Whatever will make you happy, but yes.”
“I’m a lot older than you, and I have been through a lot. I didn’t think I would ever love again, but something happened when I met you. I don’t want you to quit. I know you will have needs and there will times when I am busy and I never want to be the husband I was before. If I am working, I don’t care what you have to do, as long as I know you will be there when I get home.”
“I love you, Mike.”
“I love you, too.”
He kisses me on the lawn outside of the Liberty Bell and it is perfect. Our weekend is wonderful and neither of us can picture anything getting in the way of our happiness. It is not until Monday night that we fight.
We arrived in Vegas early in the morning straight from Philadelphia. Mike arranged for us to have a small wedding on Wednesday, but he had meetings all day today. When he returns, I am excited to see him until he tells me he is going out.
“Going where?”
“Entertaining clients.”
“Do you need me?”
“No, it’s all set,” he says. He is curt and it bothers me.
“When will you be back?”
“It might not be until morning.” He kisses me quickly and grabs his wallet.
“Where are you going with them?”
“A brothel.”
“You’re going to have sex with another girl?” I ask. I am seething and he looks shocked that I am upset.
“We are going to a brothel. What’s the issue?”
“How could you? You just asked me to marry you! Now you want to sleep around with some hooker?”
“Jayni, you fuck other men. You have fucked other men in front of me. I pay you to fuck other men. How can you possibly be getting upset?”
“I do it for you. I don’t cheat on you.” I start to cry and he gets agitated.
“Jayni, listen. I usually don’t have sex when I go, but the clients enjoy it. I will probably just sit at the bar, but you will not tell me I cannot go and you will not dictate what I can do while I am there. If I see a girl I like, it is only sex.”
“Only sex? So I am only sex to you?”
“This conversation is ridiculous. I will see you tomorrow night. I will be going straight to meetings when I get back.” He leaves, which is when I notice his phone is still on the nightstand. I almost chase after him, but I don’t. I know what I will do instead. Flipping through his contacts, I find the name and dial.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Jay? This is Jayni. You might remember me-”
“You’re hard to forget, Jayni. What’s up?”
“Well, I was wondering. I’m stuck in Vegas tonight and it’s really boring and I believe Mike said you live in LA, so...”
“So you want me to drive up to keep you company?”
“Would you mind?”
“I’m already in the car.” He says goodbye and I set up the room. Two can play at this game, Mike.
10.
It is the middle of the night by the time Jay gets to the hotel, but I am wired. I have had a great deal of coffee and also remembering what he looks like helped. As soon as he is in the room, I am tearing at his clothes.
“Hello to you, too,” he says, laughing, but he has me bent over the bed and is inside of me in minutes. He is throbbing; I can feel the pulsing inside of me and I tighten around him.
“Don’t move,” I say. “I just want to feel you.” He stays put while I let my pussy contract again and again around his member. He starts to moan and slowly begins moving it again, but he is teasing me. My legs start to give out, so he lays me on the bed and holds up my ass. I stare at his cock. It is wet from being inside of me and it is huge and ready.
“Talk to me,” I beg.
“What do you want?”
“I want you to tear me apart with your cock. I want you to destroy me.”
“Like this?” He is still holding my ass and he inserts himself halfway. He moves his dick so that it touches the walls of my vagina, but he does not thrust or push.
“No, I want you to fuck me so hard that I can’t remember my name. I want you to drive me so crazy I scream and everyone knows how good you are.”
“Or how bad you are?”
“Oh, I am bad. So bad,” I say. He starts thrusting, but I want it harder, deeper. I lift to meet him as he enters every time but it is not enough. I need to be ravaged and I need him to be the one to do it.
“I need more,” I plead.
“Are you sure?” I know he has something dangerous at the ready, but I want it. He takes out handcuffs and gets my hands behind my back. Then he gags me with his shirt. Finally, he pulls out a cock ring and slips it over his dick. There is a small vibrator attached and when he pushes inside of me, there is so much stimulation all at once. I scream, but the sound is muffled. The freedom of knowing no one can hear me gets me going and I am releasing everything into the shirt. All of my frustration with Mike is lost as Jay fucks me into oblivion. I come so often that I spend more time orgasming than not. When he is done, he removes the cuffs, the gag, and the ring.
“There is something I wanted to suggest,” he says, “but I wonder how you would feel about it.”
“What is it?” I ask.
“I have a couple of friends in town, and, well, I thought you might like-”
“To get gang banged by all of you?”
He smiles. “Well, yes, basically.”
“I’ve never had anal sex.”
“I’ll be gentle,” he sa
ys.
“Call them up,” I tell him.
“You’re sure?”
“Listen, Jay, I have not slept and I am upset about a lot of things, and I want to fuck my way into forgetting, so get your friends here and the three of you better make me forget why you are here in the first place.”
He calls his friends. While we wait for them to arrive, he plays with my pussy, but he does not want to start something in case they get here before we are done. I love the feeling of his fingers moving over me and I curl up and let him stroke it, hoping his friends won’t take long. They don’t and I open the door to find two men as gorgeous as Jay standing in the hallway. They both look me up and down appreciatively. The tall, tan, blonde one tells me I have a nice ass. Jay’s other friend is black and he just smacks it as he walks into the room. I lock the door and the two men get naked.
“You’re all business, I see.” I take in the perfect bodies of the three men who will spend the rest of the night fucking me. This is a dream come true.
“Honey, we are all pleasure,” Jay says. This is Chris (the blonde one) and Rob (the black one). All three of them are very well-endowed, but Rob makes Craig look small. I already know who I want to fuck first.
“Are we going all at once, or taking turns?” Chris asks.
“How about both? I want all three at once and then again and again.”
“Shit. This girl is crazy,” Chris replies.
Jay laughs. “You have no idea.”
Rob lies on the bed and I sit on top of him. Chris stands to the side of the bed so I can turn and suck his dick once I start fucking Rob. And Jay waits behind me to get my ass once we get going. I slip onto Rob’s dick first. It is gigantic and I can’t imagine how Jay will be able to fit inside me at the same time. I start sucking off Chris and riding Rob and when both are enjoying it, Jay enters my ass. It is the craziest feeling I have ever had. I don’t even know who is where or what feels so good, but there are throbbing cocks in every hole I have and each one is piercing me straight through with pleasure. My cunt is on fire. It is so wet and the throbbing inside of me with the contractions of my orgasm makes my entire body go weak. I don’t know which guy is holding me up, but I lose all control as they fuck me every way they can. Every inch of my body and every nerve are full of pleasure. I cannot stop coming. Chris comes first in my mouth and then I am screaming, probably waking the entire hotel.
“Yes, yes, yes.” Jay and Rob are still thrusting with all they’ve got and I am full of both of them. Jay comes and it is just me and Rob at the end. I ride him until my knees are sore and he pulls me down on top of him.
“You are the best fuck I have ever had,” he tells me. “I can’t wait to get into the rest of you.” After he comes, we all take a break. I start to wonder if I can do it all over again, so I suggest we shower. They help me to the shower because my legs are so weak and they each take turns cleaning me off. By the time I am clean, they are all hard again, and I am ready to go. Jay wants to shake it up this time. He opens the curtains so that the hotel windows, which take up an entire wall, are visible to the street below. We are high up, but it is still dark out and all the lights are on in the room.
“Let’s let everyone watch you this time,” he says.
This time, Chris lies on the floor and Rob is behind me. I have Jay in my face. Rob enters me first in my ass and it tears me up. If Jay had not already been in there, it might hurt a lot, but I like the way it feels. My ass is so tight and he is so big that I feel like I am swallowing him whole. I start riding Chris and he moans as soon as my cunt slips over his shaft.
“Baby, I love a good, wet pussy.”
I turn to Jay and begin to suck his dick. His dick is soft and smooth. It is so much fun to take it in my mouth, and he loves it. I watch the pleasure on his face and the three of them start moving. Again, the sensation is unbelievable. There is a man in every hole. I look at the street below. I can’t tell if anyone is watching, but the idea that they might be drives me to work harder on Chris’s cock. I grab my own breasts, which makes the guys even more excited. Up and down I ride and Rob is pounding my ass; my tongue is working circles on Jay. The sounds of pleasure could be coming from anyone. This time, Rob comes first. Chris is second and I drink from Jay last.
“I’m sorry, man, but I’m done,” Chris says. “This girl is intense. I don’t think I can go again.” I’m not sure I can, either, but I don’t want to stop now.
“What about you, Rob? Got one more in you?”
Rob nods and Chris says he will watch. After we relax for a little while and clean up, the three of us lie in the bed. Both Rob and Jay play with my pussy lips and I smile as they talk about me with me between them.
“What do you think?” Jay asks.
“She’s hot. You were right. She is incredible.”
“What about you, Jayni? How was this?”
“I’m ready to go again, if that tells you anything.” They laugh as I get on my hands and knees and put my lips about Rob. I can’t get much in my mouth, given the girth of him, but I work my tongue around the head and he seems to enjoy that quite a bit. I play with his balls to make up for my limitations with my mouth. He seems to like it because he has his eyes closed and is smiling. Jay takes me from behind. I can’t believe how much dick I have had in me tonight, but I am still wet and ready for him. Rob does not last long and he has come in my mouth before Jay even gets moving. He smiles at me and shrugs, leaving me with Jay fucking me from behind. Chris and Rob say goodbye while we are still going. I don’t even hear the conversation in the hall, but I hear Mike’s voice when he walks in the room. Jay is balls deep inside of me when I turn and meet Mike’s eyes. He stops.
“Don’t stop, please,” I beg. I am so close to coming. Jay, however, realizes there is something going on that he does not want to be a part of and leaves me twitching as he gets his things and leaves.
“So....” Mike says.
I am throbbing; my pussy is tight and sore and I need to finish. “Be mad at me, but please, fuck me until I am done?”
“You’re kidding, right?”
I’m not, though. It hurts so bad to be left like this.
“God I wish you weren’t so damn hot. Go up against the window.” He unzips and lowers his pants, but does not take his clothes off. His erection pushes through his boxers. He fucks me against the glass while the sun comes up over the street below. People can definitely see us now and I finally come knowing someone is watching. Mike closes the curtains and tells me to get dressed. We sit in silence for a minute.
“I sat at the bar,” he tells me. “I didn’t sleep with anyone. And I came back because I felt bad for what happened.”
“Oh.”
“I see you did not pine for me, though.”
There is nothing I can say. My jealousy led me to do something stupid and I deserve for him to refuse to speak to me again. He doesn’t say anything, though.
“I’m sorry. I was so jealous.”
“You’re fired,” he says.
“But-” The thing is, though, there is little I can say in response. He has every right to hate me and I can’t convince him otherwise.
“I can’t have my wife having sex with other men.”
“Your wife?”
“We are getting married tomorrow, aren’t we?”
“You still love me?”
“I went to a brothel and left because it made you sad. Yes, I love you. I wish you weren’t such a crazy slut, but I will be better about spending less time at work and more with you. Promise every time I have a meeting you won’t call Jay?”
“I won’t call anyone. It meant nothing. I was just angry because I couldn’t stand the thought of you with someone else.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t exactly like walking in and finding you with three someone elses.”
“Understood.”
He kisses me and holds me. I fall asleep in his arms, my entire body sore from the night I just had, but the real satisfactio
n comes from having Mike’s arms around me.
Epilogue
I sleep for so long that it is Tuesday night when I wake up. Mike should be back soon, so I take a shower and wait for him. When he has not arrived by midnight, I call his phone. It goes to voicemail. There is no note and I worry that he changed his mind and left me. By one in the morning, I am a mess. Finally, he calls me back.
“Where have you been? I am worried sick.”
“The thing is, Mike is a bit ... tied up at the moment.” A woman’s voice comes over the line. “I think it might be a while. We have a lot of lost time to make up for.”
“Who is this?”
“You don’t know me. My name is Maria. I worked for Mike a few years ago, and he told me that he was not the settling down type. Seems you might have changed his mind.”
“What are you going to do to him?”
“Nothing he has not done to me time and time again,” she says and hangs up. I need to find him. Ms. Schulman is the only one who will know how to find him. It looks like I am headed to the office even after I was fired.
Part II: Market Penetration
1.
I am in a panic when I get to the office the next day. The flight back to Providence was awful, full of anxiety about Mike and what was happening to him. Ms. Schulman is not in yet when I arrive and I can’t help but laugh about the irony of being earlier than her. I suppose it is the byproduct of truly caring about one’s job. She is flustered when she arrives, but I don’t give her much time before I mention Maria.
“Mike, I mean Mr. Arnauer, is in trouble. His former assistant, Maria, has taken him and I need to know everything you know about her.”
Ms. Schulman looks legitimately upset, which is surprising. I thought she was heartless, but she invites me into Mike’s office. It was only a week ago when he was on his knees in front of me by this desk, his tongue licking my pussy into submission.
